St. Matthew
The Monkees"St. Matthew" is a song by The Monkees, released in 1986 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:13 long and contains 20 lines and 211 words.
Lyrics
0:09She walks around on brass rings that never touch her feet
0:15She speaks in conversations that never are complete
0:20And looking over past things that she has never done
0:26She calls herself St Matthew when she is on the run
0:32She stoops down to gather partly shattered men
0:39And knows that when it's over it will start again
0:45Both the times she smiled it was a portrait of the sun
0:50She calls herself St Matthew when she is on the run
1:00Part of it is loneliness and knowing how steal
1:06But most if it is weariness from standing up trying not to kneel
1:15She discovered three new ways that she could help the dead
1:20Sometime she must raise her hand to tell you what she said
1:26Then standing in a landslide she suddenly becomes
1:31A girl that's named St Matthew when she is on the run
1:42Part of it is loneliness and knowing how steal
1:47But most if it is weariness from standing up trying not to kneel
1:56She discovered three new ways that she could help the dead
2:01Sometime she must raise her hand to tell you what she said
2:07Then standing in a landslide she suddenly becomes
2:13A girl that's named St Matthew when she is on the run
She walks around on brass rings that never touch her feet She speaks in conversations that never are complete And looking over past things that she has never done She calls herself St Matthew when she is on the run She stoops down to gather partly shattered men And knows that when it's over it will start again Both the times she smiled it was a portrait of the sun She calls herself St Matthew when she is on the run Part of it is loneliness and knowing how steal But most if it is weariness from standing up trying not to kneel She discovered three new ways that she could help the dead Sometime she must raise her hand to tell you what she said Then standing in a landslide she suddenly becomes A girl that's named St Matthew when she is on the run Part of it is loneliness and knowing how steal But most if it is weariness from standing up trying not to kneel She discovered three new ways that she could help the dead Sometime she must raise her hand to tell you what she said Then standing in a landslide she suddenly becomes A girl that's named St Matthew when she is on the run
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